A Love Unknown

Him: Hey, are you home?

Me: Yeah, getting ready for bed

I looked up, startled to hear a knock on my apartment door. I sat in shock for a minute, as three hard knocks came again. I glanced back at my phone screen

Him: It's me at the door...

I used the peephole to confirm it was really him. From what I could see he had both hands braced on the sides of the door frame, his arm muscles rippling as he leaned in. He must have sensed me behind the door because he raised his head and smiled tiredly.

I moved to quickly unlock the locks... what is he doing here, I wondered? He wasn't supposed to get back until Monday.

I pulled the door open and he immediately stepped forward, backing me into my apartment and slamming the door behind him. He kept coming until I was backed into the far wall. He braced one forearm above my head and cupped my cheek with the other. We stood frozen like that, for what seemed like forever. I don't think he's ever been this close to me. He slowly sank to his knees wrapping his arms around me and resting his head on my stomach.

Well, this is awkward. I looked down at the top of his head resting against my stomach, and I wasn't quite sure what to do with my hands. He didn't seem to be moving or going anywhere quickly, so I rested them lightly on his shoulders. At my slight touch, he pulled me in tighter, nuzzling his cheek against me. Thank goodness I just took a bath, otherwise the stench of working in my parent's yard would be all over him. He took a deep breath and slowly let it out, still not saying a word or moving. Leaning over slightly, I didn't want to break the mood, I whispered, "Hi?"

He mumbled, I couldn't quite catch it, but it sounded like a soft "Hello." From my vantage point, I tried to determine if there were any clues to what was happening right now. Nothing out of the ordinary, well, if him kneeling and hugging me was "ordinary." In all the years I've known him, I only ever got a "bro hug." I was friendzoned so hard, that most times I got a high five. This was... different. My hands ached to run through his hair, but we don't do that. He nuzzled me again, this time lifting his face a little higher, and I could hear the, "so soft" he whispered. Without warning he quickly stood, frowned down at me for a moment, glancing around my apartment. And that's when my world turned upside down. No, literally. He picked me up in a fireman's carry, made his way to my front door and locked it. Then headed down the hallway to my bedroom.

Now if I had my full senses I would marvel that he was able to pick me up so easily. But I was too busy hanging on, trying not to slip off and land on my head, all while yelling, "what in the world are you doing?" I knew I was safe, he would never hurt me. But this, I had no idea what this was. He entered my room, me still over his shoulder, but I managed to at least pull myself up so I was braced against his back. I felt him survey the room before striding toward the bed and gently settling me in the middle of it. I promptly sat up, ready to demand answers, but his actions gentled me. He cupped my face, leaning close to nuzzle his nose against my temple before placing a light kiss on my forehead. His lips were so warm that I think they imprinted and seared into my skin for eternity. Okay, that sounds dramatic, but I never felt his lips on me before, and this was amazing. That soft, unexpected brush of his lips, caused my thighs to clench in anticipation. What in the world is going on? "Relax" he whispered, guiding me to lay back against the pillows. "It's just me," he added as he slipped his shoes off and pulled his jacket off as well. His hands toyed with the bottom of his shirt, like he wasn't sure if he should take it off or not. His gaze traveled up the length of my body, as he slowly pulled it over his head. I was finally able to get a good look at him. He looked tired, worn to the bone. He almost lost his balance a little while removing the shirt. He must have felt my gaze on him, as he gave me a half-hearted smile and offered, "I've been on airplanes for the last 36 hours." I must have raised my eyebrows, so he went on, "I stopped at my place, showered, and came here."

I was speechless, I'm not sure why I would be his first stop after his trip, or why he even came home in such a rush. I was about to ask these questions, when he unsnapped the button on his jeans, and crawled into bed with me. I guess I should mention that I have a king sized bed. There's more than enough room for both of us, and maybe 4 more people. He could have easily stayed over there, but the man slid his arm beneath my head, turned me away from his body so he was the big spoon. He then lifted my top leg and slid his between mine. We were spooning. My mind started spinning rational reasons for why. Was he abducted by aliens while he was away? Was this the same man who only allowed me to touch him on holidays? He curved his other arm around me, pulling me firmly back into his body. I held completely still... do I start the interrogation or wait to see what he does next? I guess I waited too long, as the next noise was a soft snore as his body relaxed.

I must have fallen asleep too, because when I woke up and glanced at the clock, it was 2am and pitch black in the room. I also found myself sprawled on my stomach, with him practically covering me like a blanket. I shifted my leg a little to see how much wiggle room I had, and encountered bare skin. What happened to his pants? His head was resting in the middle of my back, my lower half of my body trapped under his leg. And guess who had to pee?

I've read about this in other romance books, but never would believe it happens in real life. Or at least to me in real life. For every inch I gained from trying to ease out from under him, the tighter his arm got. And then it happened, just when I thought he was rolling away, he curled himself around me and rolled over with me. Now I'm trapped on this side of the bed. Hey, at least I was closer to the bathroom. I waved my free arm in mock celebration. He inched closer, nuzzling his thigh up higher between my legs. Okay, I really needed to move before I ended up peeing on him.

I finally untangled myself and ran for the bathroom, making it just in time. I needed a plan... after finishing my business and washing up, I paced the bathroom a bit. Do I leave him in my bed and move to the couch? Do I wake him up and demand to know what is going on? Glancing at my watch, it's now 2:30am. He said he was tired, and he is my friend, it's not like he has bad intentions. I just don't understand what they are. He's just never been so touchy-feely with me. I mean, if I let myself relax into this, I'd wrap myself around him and sleep in his arms all night. It would probably be the best bit of sleep I ever had. I reversed and walked back.. I mean my bathroom isn't that big, there's a lot of thinking to do in five paces. Maybe he is out of the bed? I turned off the light and cracked open the door to peek. No, he is face down in my bed, star-fishing. I quickly closed the door and leaned against it. What do I want to do? As I pondered against the door for a few minutes, I was startled to hear a light knuckle tap against it. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door to find him standing there, in just his boxer briefs, lightly rubbing his chest. He looked me up and down and held out his hand for mine.

Fuck it... I took his hand. Through the moonlight I saw him wink at me and give me a soft smile. He walked backwards towards the bed, something I couldn't do even if I had air traffic control directing me, guiding me along all the way.

When we got to the side of the bed, he tossed back the covers so we could crawl underneath. I started to get in but he stopped me. "Do you want to take off your pj bottoms?" Say what now? He wants me to take off my armor? "My bottoms?" I questioned, my voice squeaking alarmingly at the end. He chuckled softly, "yeah, it's going to get hot under there-" he must have realized what he said because he abruptly stopped and went wide eyed. "I mean... body heat.. us laying.. ummm," he cleared his throat, "I like to cuddle and I want us to be comfortable." He rubbed his hand over his chest again, which I'm starting to think is a nervous tell. This was it, when will this happen again? Without a thought I dropped them to the floor and climbed in. Luckily it wasn't granny panty time of the month and I had some cute boy shorts on.

As I crawled over to the center of the bed, I felt his eyes on me. I glanced over my shoulder in time to catch him lick and bite his bottom lip, his eyes trained to my ass. Oh this was starting to get interesting now.

I settled in, facing away from him and toward the window. He wasn't having that, at all. I felt him climb in behind me and then reach under me to flip me toward him. With that move, I remembered that many years ago he was on the wrestling team in high school, and this is probably why I now found myself facing him and pinned to the bed. He unceremoniously picked up my leg and slid his right in between, tossing my leg over his hip. He slid his arm under my head, and we were now nose to nose... everything touching. Well shit. He expects me to actually sleep right now? His thigh is, ummm, very high up there... don't grind. Don't. Grind. Sleep, we are just sleeping. If I keep talking to myself, maybe I can talk myself to sleep.

I waited a few beats and then peaked my eyes open, just a flutter to see what he was doing. Holy Moley, his eyes were open and staring at me. He saw the movement and chuckled softly. I gave up faking and opened mine too. Jesus, our noses were literally almost touching, if I looked anywhere but at his eyes, my eyes would go cross eyed. When I slid in the shower earlier did I actually jump timelines? What in the world is happening right now?

"Hey," he whispered. I met his gaze, "Do you remember when we were kids and we thought kissing was rubbing our noses together?," he asked. I laughed out loud, my body starting to shake from the force of it. So yes, I spent all of first grade explaining to everyone that kissing was just rubbing noses together and I didn't know what the big deal was. Noses had boogers and it was gross. I convinced him to join my campaign and spread the word. He couldn't contain his laughter either, as we both held on to each other and let the memory roll over us. "You mean like this?," I giggled, as I closed the distance and tickled the tip of his nose with mine. The cute action I initiated slowed, as I nuzzled closer and sensually grazed his nose with mine. His eyes got intense as the motion moved my lips closer to his mouth.

I tilted my head slightly, allowing my nose to tease the other side of his before pulling back. He licked his bottom lip as he glanced down to my lips and back up to my eyes. I did the same, catching him biting his lower lip as I ran the tip of my tongue over mine. We played this little game for a few more seconds before he whispered, "do it."

I smiled, "do what?," I whispered. "Kiss me," he whispered back. I leaned forward and pressed a peck to his mouth, a soft one, a little lingering, but a peck all the same. "Like that?," I asked, hesitantly. He shook his head, "No, like this...". He cupped the back of my head, using his leverage to bring me closer, and formed his lips to mine. Soft nibbles, light licks to my bottom lip, teasing me to open for him, and that first slide of his tongue across mine had me tightening my leg around his hips and my hands in his hair. I needed him closer. His top teeth grazed across my bottom lip as he pulled back to meet my eyes. "More?," he whispered. I frantically nodded, still squirming to get closer. His big hand palmed my ass and brought me into better alignment with him. Oh shit.. he was as hard as "Kiss me," he started, "however you want it..." he stated, while sliding his thigh more firmly up to my center.

I took that as a challenge. Could I, the shy bookworm, show him who I really was? How hungry I really am? And how badly I've needed this?

He watched my face as I processed his request to take what I wanted, however I wanted it. A sly and teasing smirk came across his lips as his eyes danced in the moonlight. He was loving this, anticipating this, and I could tell he was encouraging me to let go. He was just as into this as I was, if that amazing erection was telling me anything. I don't know if it was the dormant competitive side inside of me finally rising to the surface, or what, but I had the urge to wipe that smirk off of his face and prove to him that he's been missing everything... with me.

My eyes narrowed in response, and I let my hands drift from their grip in his hair to cup his face. I didn't want to go aggressive here, I wanted to play it easy, build his need, and make him a little crazy for more. I cupped his jaw, the soft stubble there tickling my fingertips, as I caressed the corner of his mouth, very lightly, with my thumb. He glanced down at my mouth again, while dragging his teeth over his bottom lip. His eyes met mine again and that rascal winked. Fuck.. it's on. I knew I could probably hook him with my dirty talk, the sensuality and husk of my voice mixed with such naughty words coming out of my normally innocent mouth have brought a few men to their knees in the past. And I'm sensing he would be no different. I think I will see how he reacts to my kiss, and then bring it home with a few well timed phrases. But first, let's get him kissed.

I let my thumb continue to tease the corner of his mouth, as I tilted his head to reach the other corner. I gave it a very tiny, little lap with the tip of my tongue. His eyes closed and he let go of the breath I didn't know he was holding. I moved across his bottom lip only, first a tiny lap of my tongue, and then a soft kiss, working my way over to the other corner. His arms tightened around me, but I could tell he was fighting himself to not take, to let me go at my own pace. When I got to the other corner and let my tongue tease across his top lip back to my starting place, he groaned, this deep male sound of want. His bottom lip was so pouty, just begging for a little nibble of my teeth, light, with just an intention to arouse, not harm or hurt. I tugged it between my teeth a little, before sucking it between my lips. He whined... his eyes still closed, and his face now flushed. I pulled back slightly, and his head and lips blindly followed me, trying to get more.

He realized my mouth wasn't there and his eyes snapped open to meet mine. I smiled softly, my fingertips lightly caressing his cheek as his hand slid down to pull my hips even closer into him. He returned my smile, the softest look on his face as he watched me watch him. "Did you like that?," I whispered. He nodded, an earnest look crossing his face. "So much..." he groaned. "Would you like some more?" I asked. His leg pressed firmly against my center and my hips began to move on their own. His answer was to slide his hand up my back, over my shoulder, so he was cupping my face too.

"Would you Iike some more, Baby?" he offered softly, guiding my face toward his. He was going slowly, giving me plenty of time to consent. My answer was to lean forward, closing the distance as I took his mouth fully. My tongue teased the tip of his, guiding it into my mouth before I sucked firmly on it. He gasped, whispering "fuck" as he pulled back, before taking control of the kiss snd teasing my tongue into his mouth. He tasted amazing...there was a hint of spice, like he had something with cloves or nutmeg earlier. He tasted so fucking good, and I couldn't get enough.

As we kissed, my hips continued to move on his thigh, grinding, working faster as the kiss became deeper. He had one hand in my hair holding my head still, as he cupped my ass and helped me to grind against him. The slow slide up his thigh was building something deep within me. It had been way too long since I felt this with someone else. And to know it was him, this man that has been in my life what seemed like forever, who I had an unmistakably hot chemistry with... it was finally happening. "Keep grinding, Baby," he urged, as he angled his head in the other direction to take my mouth again.

He trailed kisses along my jaw to my neck. Fuck.. fuck! He easily found that sensitive tender spot, you know the one, and swirled his tongue around it. Fuck... my mind went blank and that's all I could think as I arched into his chest and let out a moan. "Please..." I whimpered. "Please what, Baby?" he whispered as he licked a long stroke up to my earlobe. He nibbled gently and I'm pretty sure with that move I completely creamed my panties.

He continued to shift me up and down his thigh. God that felt amazing. My panties pulled tight as he moved me forward, giving my nub the best attention. I held on the best I could as he rolled us, me landing flat on my back with him sprawled on top of me. He tucked his legs up under mine, to give him better leverage as he took over the thrusting. I lifted my legs, wrapping them around his waist, giving him even deeper access. The tip of his hardness nuzzled my nub, fuck.... I felt his hot breath in my ear as he started talking, "You feel so good, Baby, you are going to come apart for me, aren't you?" He switched sides, giving my other neck and ear the same attention. "I bet you will be so pretty when you come, I can't wait to see your eyes light up, and your cheeks flush." He licked across my cheek as he took my mouth again. He pulled back, panting and eyeing my face in the moonlight. "Such a pretty girl for me, aren't you?"

He moved his hips faster, and my eyes must have rolled back into my head. "You are getting close, aren't you?" He cupped my face in his big hands, inadvertently pinning me to the bed as he moved. "That's it, Baby, cum with me..." he kissed me again, biting my bottom lip and that tiny nip of pain caused me to shatter.. "Good girl, that's it, come for me... I'm coming too..."

I was shattered. Holy Shit... wave after wave hit me as he thrust to his orgasm too. I will admit that I may have turned into a koala with both arms and legs wrapped around him tightly. This was... whoa. His body shuddered, and I watched the light dance over his face as a peaceful calm came over him. He buried his face into my neck as he caught his breath. I couldn't help it, I started giggling. Maybe it was the euphoria of coming that hard, or the fact that we just dry humped like a bunch of teenagers. He pulled back to look at me, and I guess the expression on my face caused him to lose it too. We laid there like two loons, laughing our asses off. Maybe it was the relief of finally acting on the chemistry. But it was amazing.

He started rolling off of me, now laughing at the sticky mess we made. I climbed out of bed and stripped, holding out my panties and top for him to take. He laid there frozen, eyeing me with hunger as I stood proudly before him. "Go throw these and your undies in the washer, and I will start the shower for us," I offered. He licked his lips and swallowed hard. He adjusted himself and I could see he was ready for round two. "Hurry up," I urged, "I've never been fucked in the shower.."

He took too long to answer, in my opinion, so I tossed my clothes near him on the bed, turned and padded to the bathroom. I paused at the door, glancing over to see him finger the crotch of my panties between his finger and thumb before raising them to his nose. His eyes met mine as he brought the center of my panties down to his lips and kissed them. The darn fool twirled my panties around his finger as he laid there, propped on his arm. The lamp I put on when I got out of bed, illuminating him in a soft glow. He grinned wickedly before lunging off the bed and coming straight for me.